THE BEGINNING: I started on a journey about three years ago…or maybe it was five. I guess it depends on how you look at it. In June of 2007 I moved to Seattle. I already considered myself a cycling enthusiast of the recreational and commuter variety. Hell, I even contemplated proximity to my workplace, as in safe
I’m not going to do the STP this year. Last night I sent the request to The Cascade Bicycle Club for a refund. Today was the deadline — I can expect to get about three-quarters of my money back (a whopping $70.00). I also cancelled my Portland hotel reservation. The penalty for this was a bit
I did a ride this weekend. I will post some info on that over on my “past ride” page pretty soon. It was fun and uneventful…I was outside, which is always a big plus. I stepped on the scale this morning. The digital readout triggered a chain reaction of thoughts… My desire and drive to lose
So, this weekend I decided on “hitting it hard”. What that means is doing a longer, semi-difficult ride. All week long they were predicting mild temperatures (in the 50s) with on-and-off rain and gusting winds. Initially I had four or so buddies that were planning on joining me but by Saturday they had all bailed for
I signed up for the Seattle-to-Portland (STP) and the Ride from Seattle to Vancouver and Party (RSVP) on Monday the 10th of January. The STP is in early July and the RSVP is sometime in August. Both are planned two-day rides sponsored and organized by the Cascade Bicycle Club (www.cascade.org). I signed up for both last
Just finished the 1st week at the new job. It was fun and stressful. I know…strange combo. Right out of the gate I’ve been very involved in the creative process around the office; writing lectures, reworking quizzes, providing input on policy changes, etc. But my role as a newbie and observer is very apparent — no
Time to get back on the bike. So, MAX WEIGHT! There was a moment…I think it was about 3 weeks ago when I knew that my decadent, “damn the calories, full steam ahead” lifestyle was in jeopardy. It needed to be; my girth continually caused me pain. I actually got winded tying my shoes. I broke
